Chapter 139

Next, the first is the preliminary competition. According to the requirements of the conference, more than 90% of the contestants will be eliminated in this link. At last, only 16 people will be left for the open-air competition.

After all, the official Muyang only glanced at the results of the competition, and generally knew the results. In fact, for this kind of competition without any foundation and with very similar strength, it is the most difficult to distinguish who wins and who loses, because everything is possible! But relatively speaking, the werewolf won more. Sure enough, not long after the start of the game, the grey werewolf gradually gained the upper hand with its share of bestiality.

"The result is clear. The werewolf is going to win."

The contestants exclaimed and began to comment.

"Boom!" The gray werewolf jumped up and hit the strong man on the chest with an attack. The strong man fell to the ground with a violent tremor.

As the referee whistled, the grey werewolf roared to win the game and advance to the second round of the trials.

The competition continues. There are 48 players in challenge arena 8. The first round of selection requires 24 competitions. Muyang is standing in the corner with his arms around his chest. The boring competition makes him fall asleep.

Alas, this year's contestants can't do it!

Muyang looked around bored and saw the situation on the challenge arena next door.

The girl named Mei Li's light blue cheongsam stepped onto the challenge arena at this time. Her opponent was a man with bare arms.

When Muyang looked at it, she could not help smiling. Meili's opponent was Oman, the third in the so-called world wrestling competition, which challenged Tianxin Liuwu Taoist hall a few days ago.

"It's a narrow path. This guy has just been defeated by nice, and now he's in Messiah's hands again. It's really bad luck."

Muyang shook his head to see how Messiah disguised as "Mei Li" bullied the ignorant but arrogant fighter.

"Little girl, I want you to do it first."

Aman, the fighter, is quite generous. Since he was knocked down by nice, he has been thinking about his arrogance. However, he never thought that a young girl he met in the martial arts club looked so weak, but in fact, she was also a very powerful expert.

“…… Then you're going to lose. " The cold voice of the other side came.

"Well?"

Oman's eyelids leaped, as if he felt a trace of unhappiness. Just as a trace of unhappiness rose in his heart, he heard a bang and a crash on his chest. The violent impact suddenly stopped his heart, Oman's face began to turn blue, and his brain fell back dizzy.

"How could this be? This woman is so powerful!"

“…… Is this the best martial arts association in the world? "

The moment before losing consciousness, Oman's face was full of inconceivable, and he lost to a girl about 20 years old. He was knocked down in a single blow. Is he the third in the world of fighting made of mud or water? It's too weak!

No, it's not that he's too weak, it's that those martial Taoists are too perverted.